The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1277

Winston's hand on the steering wheel twitched, the car swerved slightly.

Was she for real? Shouldn't he be watching over the artist? Why was the agent the one to protect in her case?

"Crysti's got the Watson family backing her up. I reckon with Danielle on the scene, all the chatter in the industry is against Cicely. Someone might target her. Don't just stand by and do nothing."

Winston snorted, "Who would dare to mess with Crysti's agent?"

Chloe chuckled, "Maybe it's because of her status that people don't want her to do well."

So, the smoother your life sailed, the more enemies you attracted.

There was a stretch of silence between them. The worst thing when you were with one or more people was sudden silence. Although Winston wasn't the chatty type, and even a wizard at killing conversations, he naturally couldn't let things get awkward with Chloe.

"You..." Just as he turned to address Chloe, he noticed the woman in the passenger seat doze off again. He frowned, her recent behavior was out of character.

As they pulled into Starlight International, Chloe finally opened her eyes.

"We're here." Winston announced coldly.

"Mm." Chloe unbuckled her seatbelt, about to open the door when a swarm of reporters rushed over.

She paused, eyebrows furrowing. "What's going on at the company?"

Winston chuckled, "You're the boss, and you're asking me?"

He said, pulling out the car keys and stepping out of the car.

At the hospital, Nathan walked up to Damon with a fruit platter. "Damon, it's been four days since the engagement party, I'm starting to miss Chloe..."

Damon shot him a cold glare, making Nathan shiver and nearly drop the fruit platter.

"It's not just me, Mom's been missing Chloe too. She's at home, going into your room every day, crying while holding Chloe's picture."

Damon's hand twitched.

Crying while holding Chloe's picture? She was not dead, why was his mom crying over a photo? Just the thought of that scene was too much to bear. How much she must miss that woman.

Accustomed to her company, even if sometimes not verbal, he felt content. As long as she was visible to him, within his reach. But now, four days had passed, and he didn't know how he made it through.

Nathan really had no tact by bringing it up now.

Damon withdrew his hand. What was the point of eating this fruit when she was not here?

"Damon, these fruits are high in Vitamin C, which helps with wound healing." Nathan reminded him gently, about to take the fruit platter away when he saw Damon reach out for it again, so he quickly handed it over.

Damon ate the fruit, switching on the TV in the meantime. "How's Grandpa doing now?"